Particularly, I had told Roy to drop me at Mom's place because I wanted to speak with her. Also, I was scared of staying alone in that house. At this point, it was time I began to care about my security. Clearly, staying alone there wasn't so safe for me.  "When will Roy return?" Mom dropped the last plate of meatballs on the left side of the table, and balanced my meal with a glass of orange juice.  "Soon. And thanks for this delicious meal," I appreciated. Taking a meatball, I threw it into my mouth, sighed on tasting it, and fixed my gaze at her. "Ma, we've gotta talk." I spoke amid a mouthful of meatballs.  She sat by the other side of the table. Since mom and I grew up alone, there were only two chairs on this small dining table. When Melissa and Lisa had been living with us, we had two extra seats on the table. But now they were gone, the table only had a seat for mom and me.  

I squeezed my gown in my palm, shut my eyes tight, and began praying for a miracle to happen. Everyone was muttering one word or another, literally causing more inconvenience to me. All I could think of was how and when I would get to Roy. Being positive, glued to my posture, the power in the hall suddenly came up. Exhilarated, I involuntarily gasped. Good for me, Roy was still standing in front of the oldies. What a relief.  I hurried to him, held his arm as I looked up at him. "What happened?" My voice was enough proof that I was really shaken.  "It's nothing." He pulled my hand from his arm, cupped it in his hand. "I guess it's an issue from the technical room. I've asked someone to check it. Are you scared?" Without hesitating, I nodded. "Very scared." He chuckled, leaned close, pecked my cheek. "Worrywart, you should stop being this scared all the time."&nb

After a moment of being glued to my tracks, I managed to drop the bottle of water and glass, on the bed. Doing that, I traipsed to her, my legs feeling like it would break soon.  Immediately I stood in front of her, she put her eyes down. "I'm sorry. I know this might hurt you. As well, I'm hurt. It took me a while to make this decision, but I've made up my mind. And I know it'll be good for us both." "Are you crazy?" I huffed. I hadn't even known when those words had spilled from my mouth. "You want to leave me? In this ruckus?" She raised her head to me, tears in her eyes. "Please, understand this. Breaking up is what we need at this point. Many people don't want us to be together." "But, that's—" "We lost our child!" She roared. The seriousness in her tone intensified, tears already trickling down her cheek. "I've been kidnapped twice, I keep on being threatened, I

Life was the same as boring. There was no Roy to stare at me whenever I woke up in the morning, there was no baby in my tummy to adore, there was no one to keep my company. Mom, who was the only available person around me, was facing a bit of depression.  Ever since I had told her about how I had lost my pregnancy, she hadn't been doing fine at all. She had said she had already been knitting sweaters for her unborn grandchild, not knowing the innocent thing would be killed by some morons.  Little by little, I was getting rid of the pain of losing the pregnancy, but not a bit had I gotten rid of my love for Roy. I guessed we had a really strong bond. To be frank, in the last one week, sometimes, I would think of speaking with him, but I didn't know how to. Probably, if he hadn't affirmed that this relationship was over, I could have tried to at least call or send a text to him. But, since he had said he didn't want it anymore, I gue

I turned back to Scott. His mouth and eyes were dropped. Mom's reply was what he wanted to hear, but that was probably not what he had expected her to say. She groaned from behind, which made me turn back to her. She was trying to get up. Yep, I ought to help her get up, but I was quite angry that she had agreed to give him the necklace.  "Mom?" I walked to her, and scoffed. "You wanna— what the heck?" "Honey." She gasped for air, grumbling a bit as a result of how tired she seemed. "I can't risk your life. He's threatening us at gun point. We should just get rid of him for good. There's no need for you to worry, okay?" "But, I can't…" I began to cry. I was so short of words. My mom would start a relationship with my boyfriend's dad? Absolutely ridiculous!  "Honey, please—" Just when she was about to speak, the loud sound of… oh my goodness! Si